for sale
We had a rough night last night.
Drew slept a lot during the day and decided that 1 am was a perfectly sane hour to get up... and stay up. Being that I work from home on Friday's, I got up with him. He fell back asleep by 2 then proceeded to cry any time I tried to put him in his crib. So at 2:30 am I fed him a bottle, which he downed in about 15 minutes and fell asleep. Until 3 am.
At 3, it started to thunder, loudly, which woke the dogs, the baby and Andrew.
Andrew gets up and starts to complain about a multitude of things. The baby crying, what I should be doing to keep him quiet etc and I nearly lose it. Okay. I admit. I completely lost it.
Instead of getting up and asking how long I've been up with Drew or asking what I have already tried to get him to sleep, he goes right into "Ya know Jen, you can't just let him cry like that... I mean, give him a bottle... you know he's teething, soothe him. Give him something for his mouth."
Oh, that's right, I let my son cry hysterical, starve to death and stay awake in pain. That's me. Mother of the year.
We fought. Loudly. Which of course scared the baby so we stopped. Now it was 4 am. Andrew got the baby to sleep and came to bed. And I was too angry to sleep. So I watched the minutes on the clock go by until I couldn't anymore and fell asleep about 5 am.
When I woke up this morning, I tried to wake Andrew 3 times. He wouldn't budge. So finally at 8 am, which is very late for him to wake up, I tell him it's the last time I'm trying to wake up. He finally gets up and what does he say?
"Why didn't you wake me".
Oh. My. God.
I hold it in and simply say, I did, 3 times in fact. He goes into the bathroom.
When he comes out I'm making his lunch, as a gesture of peace and again... he says..."Why are you using a roll? Can't you just use bread?"
Are all men this dense?
Does he have anything nice to say to me?
With the amount of interrupted sleep I get, the taking care of Drew while working 2 jobs sometimes 3 and the taking care of the house... I really have very little patience left over to train my husband on how to give me a compliment.
So I've decided to sell him. He's somewhat house trained. He is wonderful at running errands when asked. He loves washing the car and taking care of the lawn. And, as my good friend pointed out, he's good looking.
Any takers?
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In the limited amount of research and personal experience I have done on this topic...
Yes, they are all that dense.
You could probably look back in the archives of my blog and find nearly word for word posts.
I'm sorry Jen!! I hope you all get rest and he comes home with a clearer head.
Good luck with that. :)
hehe
I'm sorry, I hope you get some rest soon. xoxo
Yeah, he blew that whole thing all to hell....hopefully he'll do something great as a peace offering....
(.I'm impressed that you were making his lunch!!)
Zak has done that to me (not the baby stuff...I got lucky with him and the kid thing...) but the waking him up. I wake him up and he won't get up and then I have to keep going back. He hasn't done it in a long, long time and I think it's cause the last time I about had a heart attack. I finally woke him up, hysterically screaming "I AM NOT YOUR FUCKING SNOOZE BUTTON, ASSHOLE!!!!"
That, apparently, did the trick. LOL
Good luck!!!
hope your day got better!
I recall a few nights of tension in our household. Sleep deprivation is not a trivial, thing, it is VERY serious stuff. He's really lucky you don't have his balls hanging on the back of the bathroom door when you had such a night. Or do you?
That first year is a tough learning experience, no one can tell you how to get though it really, each child is so different and each parentership is too. It's never a good thing when one partner carries a much larger burden than the other or feels like they do. Resentment creeps in and then all hell really breaks loose. You need to tell him exactly how he hurt you, over a nice dinner. Salad and Macaroni. No steak knives. :) I hope you can help him see how crappy this was.
And Joey, LMAO! I am gonna find an alarm clock that I can record my voice saying that. Ahhh...to hear it every morning would bring great joy that I had started his day off right. :)
sorry you had to deal with that, but it seems like you handled it pretty well, as well as you could.
yet another reason I dont have a family, I just give up and walk away, after yelling and screaming and knowing that im right that is (=